Hoi An was a stunner. All
of our's favourite destination on this trip. Yes, Hoi An is becoming
a tourist trap and was packed with tourists but, you know what? We
were tourists. And we enjoyed it. It was amazing.
Hoi
An is a World Heritage Sight and
“an
exceptionally well-preserved example of a South-East Asian trading
port dating from the 15th to the 19th century” (says wikipedia). It
is most well-known for its gorgeous old town and its lanterns at
night time.
Our two days in Hoi An included:
- Sightseeing the Old Town at day.
The famous bridge of Hoi An, also stars on the 20,000 dong note |
The centre of the town was meant to be walking and cycling only. It was reality depending on the amount of police around. |
Riverside path |
As mentioned in the previous entry, these fanciest photos are courtesy of Steffy |
Near our hostel. The old town is over the river. |
- Sightseeing the Old Town at night.
Lanterns are Hoi An's trademark |
On the way to Why Not? |
- Visiting the tailor. Hoi An is Vietnam-renowned (if not world-renowned) for its cheap tailors, so it was a must for me. After a long, long debate and contemplation, I settled on a casual turquoise dress (a copy of my polka dot one), a white top (a copy of my ancient, manky, stretched, ex-white one) and matching dresses for Hayzybobzykins and I. :)
We went in at about 11am, and at 7pm we had our first fitting. Impressively fast work.
- Lovely meals at lovely quaint restaurants.
Wonton soup for lunch |
Cao Lau - Best Food of Hoi An |
White Rose - another speciality of Hoi An |
Mary tried this street snack - basically softened crab. She says it was very srcumptious. I'll take her word for it. |
Hong Phuc <3 |
The starter platter of Hong Phuc - spring rolls, white rose, cao lau and crispy pancakey stuff |
- Buying a hat. I literally (well ok not literally, but quasi-literally) buy a hat on every holiday I go. One from Saigon, one from Thailand, two from Malaysia, and now one from Hoi An. I don't intentionally collect hats – I just always forget them, or just figure out it's less of a hassle to buy a new one than carry an old one about everywhere... But this hat buying was special, due to the special Hats Saleslady.
Quiz time! What is the best marketing method to selling a hat?
a. Smacking your customer's bum
multiple times
b. Attempting to force a wetwipe
down your customers shirt
c. Squeezing your customer's
nose
d. All of the above
Aaaaaaand the result iiiiis, yes, d. All of the above.
She was actually a nice lady, and
I didn't feel pressurised into buying the hat, though her persuasion
methods were not the ones I would recommend all people. I did feel a
mix of smugness and embarrassment though when she squeezed my nose
(seems a habit of the Vietnamese, I guess I have a special nose) which was, thanks to Dalat, very
full of snot.
- Visiting the ancient jungle ruins of My Son.
In bus |
On the road to My Son |
Usually they have 'elecic cars', ie. sort of golf-cart type thingies to take you up to the ruins from where the bus stops, but today all the other tourists had bagged them, so we got to walk twenty minutes to the ruins. I managed that quite happily, but, well, it was hot.
Them elecic car stealers |
I
can't think of many words that describe a situation as well as our
My Son-visit could be described with the word stifling. There
were momentary claustrophobic moments where you literally felt you
couldn't breathe due to the H_E_A_T. So, I must say My Son was not
my favourite moment, just because it was impossible to enjoy it
properly due to this slightly tropical climate...
Even picture were a little bit of a forced ordeal at the end. "I guess we should take pictures while we're here..." |
When I was lying on the grass dying and this dude was taking pics of me, highly amused |
Stefan managed some cool pics tho:
- People-watching.
Look closely... the little boy has a T-shirt of himself |
Motorbike taxi or taxi? |
Those dudes I found interesting - a xeom (motorbike taxi) and taxi driver chatting but also both scouting out for customers... I needn't but look in their direction and I got both a "motobike, motobike!" and a "taxi?"-offer.
Canalside salespeople |
Where motorbikes are not allowed... |
- Going on an evening boat cruise.
Once we'd all got on it, we
realised there was a bundle next to Mary – a bundle that moved. It
was a baby.
As we started moving, the baby became less happy, so
after a few minutes of poor Mary being very confused if she should
somehow attempt to help/entertain the baby, our gondola driver gave
up the paddling of the boat, and picked up the baby. Next thing we
knew, he had the baby peeing over the side of the boat. A surreal
moment and we weren't quite sure where to look.
But, all in all, a lovely scenic boat trip. We got our own lanterns as well due to my quality bargaining skills (hrm) which we then put into the water to join all them other lanterns. :)
***
Summary: A very lovely two days. I <3 Hoi An and I am definitely going to go back.
***
Summary: A very lovely two days. I <3 Hoi An and I am definitely going to go back.
Next, we hopped into our rented car
with rented driver, off to go over the Hai Van Pass towards Hue...
A bientot mes chérs,
Emzy
xxx
How much came out when she squeezed your nose?!? Sounds like a great trip! Zz
ReplyDeleteWas it a large leaf underneath your Hong Phuc restaurant starter dish? Looked nice.
ReplyDeleteI wonder about the baby's safety when he's grown a bit and starts walking... A very interesting experience, though. :)
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